Carpenter pointed at someone."Trent, how do you feel?" a man asked me, and all of a sudden the small auditorium fell completely silent."I feel pretty ...good," I said into the microphone Mr. Carpenter held for me. "I'm kinda hungry."That made most of them laugh, at least politely, and Mom rubbed my shoulders. She and Dad were standing right behind me."How does it feel to be a hero?" a woman asked, getting the question in just ahead of a half-dozen others."I don't know." I shrugged. "I guess I'll. When I found him he seemed oblivious to everything except what he was doing. He,d lowered his uniform trousers to his knees along with his under pants and was frantically jerking his monster cock with eyes shut, one of his magazines opened to a full page spread of a couple in various positions fucking. As I watched his prick exploded sending a large glob out to land in the bunch of paper towels he,d placed to absorb his semen, then more globs shot from the tip of his glistening shiny knob till. "Bree smiled at the thought. "I think I might like that. Where do you live?"I explained that I lived in the city center in the Broadhurst Condo."Bree froze. She jerked away from me and stared with her mouth hanging open. I wondered what I'd said that suddenly made her react that way. I even looked behind me to see if she'd suddenly seen somebody that freaked her in some way."YOU LIVE WHERE?" Her voice was louder than usual. Several of the other nearby patrons even turned to stare at. Abermals spreize ich vorsichtig meine Lippen und sehe mein gl?nzend-feuchtes, im zartesten Rosa schimmerndes Inneres. Mein Saft rinnt nur someine seltsam, aber geil haarlosen Schenkel hinab. Auf dem Bildschirm istMonika gerade unter der Dusche mit sich selbst besch?ftigt. Ich beobachtesie und wetteifere mit ihr um den Orgasmus. Beinahe synchron wandernunsere H?nde zwischen unsere Schenkel, in diese fordernde, ultraweiche und-feuchte Leere.Unsere linke Hand wandert ?ber den flachen Bauch und.